emptathy is killing me

from the crying women on TV
to the bitter events in the news
from friends drowning in nostalgia
To the characters of books

empathy is killing me

it makes me feel bonded to beasts i should steer clear of
their fangs tear deep
and yet i cry for them, and what they once were

empathy has killed me
my heart a bloodied pulp sitting still in my chest
and i smile
knowing i was the cause of my demise.